thunderheads will gloat until they can no longer precipitate. Where there’s natural ego, a cloud floats upon the dream of their choice.
Distinctive egos of one form have difficulty seeing egos manifested in other forms.
“Each ripple, each wave, each current has its ego-dream identity.
Yet, from the sky, many a cloud look down and refuse to contemplate such nonsense.
They gloat, reveling that they’re ‘above’ the sea, having lost most of their balance through magnanimous precipitation.”
“The single uniform sky becomes fractured into ‘observer cumulus’ when swept into duality. All the stories of who and what and how the clouds came about blew in from thundering assumptions.”
Each group of ‘similar form ego-beings’ have their own set of stories. Some of these groups keep narratives that keep them blind, while others have allegories which release and expand.
“The wind-sheared self looks to ‘others’ and doesn’t see itself.
When blue sky moments of clarity show visions of one horizon, they’re quickly rained away.”